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News Report On Revenge Glacier12 x Alvis Alendran

Pat was not famed for his endurance. In fact, he was rather well known for exactly the opposite of that. He has already panting. He really didn't seem to care that he was only getting Darien's leftovers. It was enough for him. He was starting to grunt with each thrust, sliding a hand down to rub her clit aggressively, seeing how she'd react to it. He gave her a slick smile.
"Almost time for me too. Ready for me baby?" he asked her in a mockingly sweet tone.

Derrick was looking to be productive. He knew that he was likely going last. He always was. He'd never had an issue with that. And besides, he always made a lasting impression on a woman. It would lower the results of all the other if he was to go first. He drew out a line of cord, and worked it under her wrists, tying them tightly so that he could relax a little bit and not worry about her getting free. Besides, James was likely up next, and he had specific preferences on position, and it was like this.
 
Emily tried to take her mind off of what was going on around her but when she felt him start to rub her clit she grunted and clenched her jaw tightly, trying to give no sign of how she was feeling. When he spoke she looked up at him with a begging look "No, please don't!" She begged hoping maybe he would pull out. "Please! Please pull out!" She begged, her back arching a bit as she spoke, her voice cracking a bit from the mixture of pleasure and fear.

Her eyes frantically looked around before realizing that Derrick was tying her wrists together. She quickly tried to pull one of them free but it didn't help. Her nails clawed at the cord as if by some miracle she would cut through it.
 
Derrick looked as she worked at the cord. She might be able to get through it like that actually. If they gave her an hour or two. And while they might still be workingon her then, it was doubtful that she'd be able to devote the attention to it that she'd need. Especially after the next step got going. He looked over to see James was already starting ot get his pants loose, eager for his turn. Darien had lit a ciggarette, and was watching with a look of amusement as she started to beg Phil.

Phil ground into her with a satisfied groan. He could hear her words, but not really respond to them. He was lost in the moment. Darien however, was abundantly aware of it, and crouched beside her.
"Phile there doesn't have muych time lef.t So the way I see it, he can either get off inside of you...or in your mouth. You pick which one, but pick fast." Darien told her. Phil registered Darien's voice, adn looked up as he spoke. That grin of his only got more despicable, but he nodded eagerly.
"Almost...done!" Phile grunted out, his hips not slowing, and his fingers moving all the faster on her clit.
 
Emily glared over at Darien as he crouched by her, her eyes flicked down to Pat and then back, she shook her head no quickly "Neither!" She yelled, she turned her head away from Darien as she grunted once more but kept her body ridged, her fingers still desperately clawing at the cord. She blocked off everyone around her as she tried to focus solely on the cord. She pulled at her legs, trying to get her legs free from the grip as well but her hands were more important. For a moment her eyes met Derricks and she silently begged him for help, he was the only one who hadn't actually violated her yet and she thought maybe he didn't want to and maybe he would help but she didn't know that he was purposely waiting so he could go last.
 
Darien just shook his head.
"Coulda made it easier." he observed. "Wherever you like it Pat." Pat nodded, and felt himself swelling up inside of her. He groaned, and released himself up inside of her, shaking with the orgasm, milking himself dry inside of her. He let out a huff, and slid out of her.
"You up now James?" He asked. The other man nodded.
"Yeah. Get her on her knees." James said calmly. the two men that had been working on her breasts moved back, and gripped her arms. When Derrick let her go, they pulled her to a sitting position. Filled as she was, some of the seed that had been shot into her was starting to leak out now.

They pulled her forward, putting her forearms on the ground, where Pat put his foot on them, doing his part to keep her in place. James knelt behind her, hands going to bring her ass up into the air. He grinned. He always liked the view of a woman like this. He took a long llok at her. Going third was...more of a problem for him. So much shot into her...he wasn't exactly eager to stick his cock into that. But fortunately, there was another option available to him.
"Hold her." James ordered. Hands closed on her body, locking her in place while he slid a finger into her, gathering up the juices there, and smearing them up over her ass. "Hope you're ready for this." he observed, rubbing the head of his cock on the entrance ot her ass. With a deep breth, he started to push his way into her.
 
Emily's body tensed up at Pat came in her, just like with Darien she could feel it going inside of her. She grimaced and let out a breath she had been holding when he pulled out. She didn't even get a chance to see which one James was when they pulled her up to her knees then pushed her down in her arms. Sh culd feel the mixture of the two men's cum and her own juices running down her legs and even though she hadn't shown any signs of it she was close to cumming again already. She glared up at Pat past her bangs before hanging her head as if she had given up finally.

Emily could feel the men's hands on her shoulders and back to keep her still and suddenly a finger slipped into her but only for a moment and was placed on her rosebud. Her eyes widened in panic and she tensed up her whole body to make it harder for him "don't! For the love of god don't!" She begged, she had never been fucked in the ass before and she never wanted to. Just the thought made her uncomfortable.
 
James grinned at her sudden begging. Her choice of words were not the best as far as he was concerned.
"Sorry babe. I'm an atheist. Got no love for any Gods." He drawled, and pushed his hips forward. It wasn't an easy entrance, she was clearly not going to make this a simple task for him. Darien was crouched down beside her head again.
"You've got to relax yourself. This'll be harder on you the mroe you fight it." He pointed out to her. James sighed as he sank deeper into her, going at a slow, steady pace. Half way in, just over four inches, he paused to catch his breath. Her ass was feeling spectacular around his cock, and he was looking forward to finishing up this way. He pushed forward again, sinking farther and farther into her until he felt his hips make contact with her ass. He backed himself out slowly, until just the head was left, before pushing back into her. He started to get a routine, a steady, heavy pace that was oonly very gradually picking up any speed. But damned, he could feel every inch of his cock sliding into her, and he knew that she'd be feeling it just as well.
 
Emily frantically shook her head as she heard Darien's voice "No! It hurts!" She whimpered, her nails scratching at the wood of the dock as she tried hard to get her body to relax to try and ease the pain but she was in to much panic. When she felt him stop moving completely with his hips to her she let out a shaky breath, her whole body shaking slightly until he moved again and she grew rigid again, really trying her best to relax but it was difficult. At one point she managed to relax her body enough to allow him to slide back into her easier, a shiver ran down her back at the feeling. It was strange yet good. She could feel just how deep his cock could go into her and arched her back a bit as she continued to whimper, using it to cover up her moans as she shivered again, this time cumming longer than when Darien was fucking her. With a shaky gasp she dropped her head to her hands, her body suddenly extremely relaxed but because she was already getting tired, she hadn't ever cum twice before and both times was stronger than any orgasm she had ever had before.
 
LIttle flecks of hte dock were under ther hands, evidence of her clawing along at the planks. James only grinned. The whimpers and shaking turned him on more than any moans ever could. He had started to pick up his pace a little bit, working on her as best he could, when he felt how she moved on his cock, the way her back arched. He had the moment of wondering if she was actually starting to get into this, when he felt the muscle spasm inside of her.
"Oh ho ho! The bitch is getting off on this shit!" He announced loudly. Darien smiled as James picked up his pace, getting close to his finish.
"Is that true then Emily? Did you like it when he fucked you in the ass like that?" He asked her with a smile. James grinned wider, pumping into her a few more times before cumming hard inside of her ass. He blew out a breath, swung his hand down to slap her ass hard once, before sliding himself out of her.

Derrick still waited, and nodded to the other two men. Cain and Barry, two men that had been friends long before this little gang had been going, they both advanced on Emily, dropping their pants. Cain kelt down in front of her, and flicked out a knife, pressing it against the side of her face.
"Here's how this is going to work. You're going to take me into your mouth. And you're going to give it to me good. I feel any teeth on my cock, and I start cutting pieces off of your face. Got it?" He asked her coldly. Barry was kneeling behind her, looking at her, adn deciding which entrance he was interested in making use of. He'd wait until she answered, wouldn't want her to be distracted after all.
 
At James' words her clawing at the dock turned to fists, she shook her head frantically, unable to speak. Her voice would crack and she knew it so all she did was shake her head no. Like before she could feel him cumming inside of her too and then a sudden slap to the ass making her yelp loudly. She was glad she had her hair covering her face at the moment. She heard the sound of a click and knew it was a knife, numbly she picked up her head to look up at Cain. She didn't even know Barry was behind her.

She hadn't heard Cain speak at all until now and she already decided even though he wasn't as big as Darien he was the scariest. With a slightly visible frown she nodded her head meekly. Looking away from everyone she opened up her mouth for him.
 
Cain smiled as she opened up her mouth. He put a hand on one side of her face, and then slid himself into her mouth. Hot and wet, and just the way he liked it. He smiled and started to work his hips into her face.
"Get your tongue moving there Emily. Don't dissapoint me." Cain warned, turning the knife slightly, the sharp edge just brushing along her cheek. Barry timed his entrance. He didn't want her jerking into the knife while Cain was making a point. He liked the way her face looked. He had some aspirations of fucking it himself later on. But with that thought, He picked his entrance, and pressed himself against her ass, pushing inside of her with a groan.

The two men had done things like this before, and knew well how to time their actions. They rocked her between them, Barry pushing into her hard enough that Cain was starting to slide past her tongue, and into her throat. Both men smiled, groaned, enjoying themselves enormously. What was more, Cain could feel himself getting closer, the whole scene great, pre-cum leaking onto her tongue with his work.
 
Emily obviously didn't want to get cut, doing her best to run her tongue along his cock every time he would move towards her. She closed her eyes to focus on breathing through her nose, when she felt the familiar pressure on her ass again but it wasn't as hard for Barry to go into her as it had been for James and she didn't seem to be trying to tense up on him. As more and more of Cains cock began to go further into her mouth her back arched as she coughed a bit but she couldn't pull her head back so she had to try and relax. She let out a muffled moan as she relaxed her throat to take his cock in deeper, she could taste his pre-cum but that didn't seem to bother her.

Just like when she had gotten used to Darien in her Emily started to catch onto their rhythm and push her hips back when Barry thruster forward, every time she moaned it would vibrate Cains cock in her mouth a bit. Slowly she opened up her eyes and looked up at him with a rather blank and emotionless expression, she really had given up by now.
 
"Boys, I do believe that the bitch is enjoying herself!" Cain announced, grinning as he felt the vibration of her moans along his cock. He took the knife away from her face, stowing it away, and getting his other hand on her face. His pace picked up, but slowly, letting her get the rhythm. It was better when she had. He closed his eyes with a moan of his own, and pressed his cock into her throat, letting himself come straight down into her. Barry came at almost the same moment, inside of her ass. Both men pulled out of her, but were still rock hard.

"So Derrick, how do you want her?" Darien asked, loking at the woman on her knees. "All to yourself, or should we really finish her off as a group?" Derrick smiled, liking how Darien thought.
"You want her ass?" Derrick asked, undoing his pants.
"Hell yeah. Guys, set her up for a finish." Darien lay on his back while Pat and Jame grabbed her. They swung her around, and moved her over top of Darien. "You are going to love this Emily." Darien lined himself up, and pushed up into her ass from below with a sigh. They laid her down on him, her head on his shoulder, while Pat untied her hands. She was going to need those. Derrick stepped up, letting his pants fall, and making sure she could see it clearly. Larger than Darien by a good margin, it stood errect, thirteen inches long, and four across.

Derrick mover onto his knees, lining himself up with her well used sex, while the others came closer. Hands gripped her wrists, guiding her hands to the cocks of Barry and James, while pat got onto his knees near her head. Cain simply waited for the moment. This was worth waiting for.
 
Emily's eyes closed once again when she saw him put the knife away but she didn't do anything stupid like bite him, instead she kept sucking his cock until he came, her back arched again as she forced herself to swallow it all and when both men pulled out of her she nearly dropped, panting for clean air. She lifstened to the men talk about how they wanted to finish and she didn't struggle or resist as they moved her again, this time though right ontop if Darien. She let out a sigh much like him and lay still against his chest but not ridged. Her eyes left her wrists as they were finally untied and turned her head to Derruck, her eyes widening in shock, there was no way this wouldn't hurt!

Emily was too stunned to look away from Derricks big cock but when Barry and James brought her hands to their cocks she instinctively started to move her hand, slowly though. She noticed Pat though and glanced at them then down to Derrick and back before opening her mouth knowing that's what he wanted her to do.
 
Pat tilted her head back, adn slid himself into her mouth with a smile. He did love it when Derrick decided that it was time to finish things as a gang. The big guy seemed to only really enjoy it properly like this. James and Barry each smiled as she started to work on their cocks with her hands, seeming to have made her peace, or at least some kind of resignation of her situation. Then Derrick started to penetrate her. Under most circumstances, it would have been a very tight, hard to fit moment. But with Darien in her ass, any slack that she might have had to easily absorb this was gone. Derrick had to work to get himself in, jarring her body with each short thrust. Each one put another ich of him into her, and each one also caused her to move on the other two cocks inside of her. It was a full two minutes before Derrick was completely inside of her. As they started to move, Cain swung his legs over her body, adn crouched, pressing her breasts around his cock, and beginning to work himself between them. All of them were planning to have a finish from this.
 
Emily closed her eyes as she just went along with it all. With every short thrust Derrick made to get into her she would let out a choked moan. Never in her wildest dreams would she have imagined something like this happening to her and in the back of her mind be enjoying it. Emily kept her legs spread for both Derrick and Darien but she was more focused on the cock in her mouth and the others since she had to focus on breathing. Like she had with Cain she would run her tongue along his cock every time Pat pushed into her and her hands moved at the same time for James and Barry. As for Derrick and Darien she would move her hips a bit against the two of them to grind against them. She could feel herself still stretching slightly at Derricks size and it did hurt a bit but it ultimately felt amazing. He went into her deeper than anyone or any dildo ever had and that recognition set her off as she came.
 
Derrick groaned out as he was sheathed in her completely, then drew out, makinglonger, fuller strokes that timed with Darien under them all. Cain rubbed his thumbs along her nipples, while Pat simply grinned. He might be the one with the least endurance, but at least his recovery time was top notch. Her tongue work was great, and he fully understood why Cain had seemed so pleased with her. He pushed himself into her throat, and held it there a momnet beofre resuming his work. Darien kept his strokes even, rarely had he felt a fit this tight on his cock. It was a wonderful find for the night. Even the two guys with hands on their cocks were looking pleased with themselves. The chorus of groans and panting pisked up, and Darien felt himself swelling inside of her, just as Derrick gave a sigh, feeling the way she came on his cock, he came inside of her, Darien right behind him. Pat was shooting into her throat, before pulling away, just as Cain reached out to grab her head, and pull it up so that his cock, pressed between her breasts, fired it's load into her face, a shot landing on her cheek, another just under her eye, adn the last across her lips. More seed was landing on her arms as she jerked the last two men off.

It was a careful effort of the men to extricate themselves from her body, rolling her onto the pier, as they did their pants up, feeling well and truly sated for the moment. Darien went to where they'd left the gun she'd brought, adn checked it. It was good to go, and he walked back to where they'd left her. He held the gun in front of him, and crouched beside her.
"You still in there Emily?" He asked her mildly.
 
Emily bucked her hips back against the two the best she could, when Pat pushed deport into her throat and held it there she gagged and had to release Barry and James' cocks for a moment so that she didn't squeeze them and make them mad. When he pulled back she coughed and resumed her motions, trying to get clean air through her nose but it wasn't that easy. She heard Derrick sigh and felt his load shoot up into her farther than the other two, Darien got off almost at the same time and Pat wasn't far. She gagged for a second and managed to swallow it all and had just sucked in a breath when Cain lifted up her head to cum on her face. When she felt the cum on her arms she numbly released their cocks and lay limp against Darien.

Emily lay on the wood, still breathing heavily for clean air, her eyes half closed but when Darien walked over to her her eyes seemed glued into the gun. If she had the energy or will she might have tried to get it but instead she closed her eyes eth a big breath and nodded her head slowly "your going to let me go now right?" She asked with her eyes still closed, she wouldn't admit it even though the men figured it out but she really did enjoy every minute of that.
 
Darien looked at her laying out, at just how much abuse she'd taken this night, and could still string a sentance. She had...potential as far as he was concerned. And she'd been a pretty damned fine lay tonight. Gods alone knew how often that happened for them. And she'd been enjoying herself. They could leave her here, stripped, adn let the rest of the dock predators finish her off. Or kill her. Or...there was another thought kicking around in his mind. He looked up at James, who was already heading to the closest building, and opening a side door. He'd be bringing the van out soon, and they could take off.

Darien made sure the gun was cocked, and then pressed it lightly to her forehead.
"See, we were told to make sure you didn't cause anymore problems. So the way I see it, I can do that right here. Pull this trigger, and away you go. No more trouble. Or...there's the other option." He flicked his eyes up as the main door on the warehouse opened slightly, and the van rolled out. "We take you with us, and then...then we can be sure that you're not causing trouble." He said idly.
"Good idea boss." Derrick said calmly, smiling. The van backed up, and the back doors opened, showing the open area that you would normally hold cargo. The rest of the gang all nodded their agreement.
"The mob has spoken Emily. You're coming with us." He safetied the gun, and derrick stepped in to help, gripping her legs, while Darien lifted her by the shoulders. They carried her into the van, and climbed in. The back doors shut with an ominous boom. The van started to roll on. "You are going to have so much more with us babe."
 
Emily watched as he looked away from her and over to James as he walked away to get the Van, she followed his gaze before hearing a click, but it wasn't the same as a retractable knife. It was a bit deeper and her thoughts were confirmed when she felt the metal touch her head. She glanced over at the barrel of her handgun and took a deep steady breath to keep herself relaxed instead of having a break down. She never thought she would be on this end of her own gun before. Her eyes looked past the silver barrel and up to Darien as he started to talk about her options. For a second she thought he really was going to kill her until he looked away again and her heart practically stopped when the van came out of the warehouse, she looked around at the other guys to see them all nodding, they were taking her with them.

Her body visibly relaxed when he took the gun away from her head and she moved a bit as they picked her up and carried her into the van. "Don't call me babe." She said flatly with a frown, her eyes on her hands in her laps, her eyebrows furrowed together and her mouth set into a hard line as she tried curling up into a ball.
 
Darien only smiled at her insistance of not being called babe. They let her curl herself up somewhat, an Darien swung a hand to slap her ass.
"We'll call ya whatever we like...babe. You'd best forget about who you were. You belong to us now." He told her calmly. "Right guys?" The other men cheered his words.
"So where we takin' her?" James called.
"Kale's old haunt. He lost the house to me in a bet last week. better set up than our normal place."
"Isolated?"
"Pretty well. Though he soundproofed the house anyway."
"Sweet." The van rolled on.

They slowed after maybe fifteen minutes, the van backing up. The sound of a garage door came, followed by the heavy thunk of it closing. The men all moved, opening the back door of the van, and then lifting Emily up, and carrying her out of the van, and into the main room of the house they'd taken her to. It was...nice actually. Well appointed living room, enough to have seven, eight people all be comfortable. Stairs led to the basement, and there was a full kitchen. A hall led away to what was likely bedroom and bathrooms.
"Welcome home there Emily. You'll be staying here for a very long time." Darien drawled out. They half walked, half carried her to one of the bedrooms, and tossed her onto the bed. "You can sleep off tonight there." He told her.
"So who gets her first in the morning?" Pat asked eagerly. Darien shrugged, an then James pulled out a fistful of toothpicks. They drew straws for the right of who was going to be with her in the morning. Cain won, and the rest of the men left. Cain took the opportunity to shift Emily over on the bed, giving him some room. He stripped down, andclimbed into the bed with her. He'd be there all night, and could get started right away come the morning.
 
Emily cringed ever so slightly as he slapped her ass but all she did was turn her head away, to tired to argue or complain much. She had closed her eyes for a bit and zoned out of their conversation for a moment but she opened up her eyes as the van stopped. As she was carried into the building she looked around with slight amazement at how good it looked. She expected a total dump but really felt at ease in such a nice place.

As she stumbled for her steps while they took her upstairs she was a bit upset she couldn't look around longer but figured she would get a chance for that later. As she was thrown onto the bed she moved under the blankets for a bit of protection. Emily watched them all with a glazed over tired look and watched Cain move over to the bed while the rest left. She didn't even both to see what he was going to do before she layed down and rolled over onto her side and closed her eyes, her mind set on sleep and she didn't even look when the weight of the bed shifted a bit as he got in. "Why do you have to sleep with me?" She asked flatly.
 
"I don't like delays in the morning. And there aint enough beds for everyone. So someone has to share, and it's going to be with you." Cain exlained idly. "So get some sleep. Unless you'd rather blow me and get fucked now." Cain left that option floating. Certainly not what he expected, but he wasn't going to argue with her either if she felt that was a better option. He settled onto the bed on his back, and let himself relax completely.

Darien adn Derrick took stock of the house in it's entirety. There was a bit of food and the like, but they'd need to get more, adn soon. Fortunately, Emily had been generous enough to leave her purse, along with the cash she had. She was so generous to be providing for them like this. Darien also had the thought that they might want to pick up a few things to help...encourage Emily along. And she'd probably want something to wear as well. Fun as it might be having her stalk around in the nude all the time, there was a certain level to throwing her a bone now and again.
 
Emily let out a small huff of air and before long fell asleep with the blankets balled up in her fists, a lingering thought in her head. Why had she been sent to the docks? There was no way her boss didn't know something would happen to her. She pushed the thought away for now and slipped into darkness.

Around seven she woke up with a start "it was a dream." She gasped and looked at the room and tensed up "no its not." She groaned and dropped down then paused. She looked over her shoulder and noticed Cain, she grimaced and laid back down hoping if she pretended to be asleep he wouldn't wake up yet.
 
Cain drifted in his sleep, always getting a good sleep after fucking someone like that. It was a good line of work. He drifted back to a state of being slightly awake, hearing a voice. Then feeling something fall to the bed beside him. Right. He'd won the draw after all. He rolled onto his side, seeing her on the bed, knowing that she was really pretending to sleep. And if he was wrong, adn she really was asleep, she sure as fuck wouldn't be for long!

He slid closer to her, his hardening cock pressing into her back. He reached an arm around her, filling his palm with her breast, and squeezing.
"Hey baby, good morning. You ready for us to get started?" He asked her with a sense of false kindness. He bit down on her shoulder lightly, while sliding himself a bit lower, his cock dragging along her. If she didn't react overly, he'd just get started on her.
 
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